Loma thought he was dazzled for a moment.

Where does this little catch come from?

Wrong!

How could an ordinary small place catch such strength be!

I saw that Yan Ming's knife was fierce, and there was wind under his feet, and he was able to spare his strength to disturb Zhao Guiyuan while dealing with a little red.

Just now with Zhao Guiyuan's knife, Loma could clearly feel the power in it, but he was easily blocked by this little catcher?

Don't talk about Loma, even Zhao Guiyuan was in a hurry, and scolded.

"Your grandmother's little red, haven't you eaten? Not to mention exposing it in advance, now I can't even take a little eagle talon grandson! The swordsmanship has been practiced to the dog's belly! ”

A little red hand sword momentum.

"Keep your mouth clean! I received your money, and I will naturally help you get things done, what's the hurry! ”

Before the words fell, a little red sword momentum almost condensed into a large net, heading towards Yan Ming.

To be honest, a little red is now full of shock.

He could see that this little catcher was a little weaker than himself.

It's not the same thing at all!

The opponent's sword skills are exquisite, the knife is fierce, and it is not weaker than his own swordsmanship!

After fighting for so long, a little red didn't take advantage.

And this kid's inner breath is pure and long, and he doesn't look like his cultivation is worse than himself!

After fighting for so long, there is no decline at all!

What kind of evil skill does this kid practice?

According to a little red's idea, this operation is nine out of ten.

Even if there is a little flaw, there are three Qi and Blood Realm Triple Heavenly Martial Artists on their side, and there are a large number of bandits to cheer them on, and the other party is at most Jiang Long and Luoma.

As long as they were easily managed, the rest of the convoy guards were not the slightest threat in his eyes.

Who would have thought that it would be so difficult to kill a small catch in the middle of the way?

Yan Ming can fight or not, the key is to work lightly, moving while fighting, and his body is far and near.

At first glance, I don't know if it's a little red chasing him, or if he's walking a little red.

Similarly, Monk Baoxiang and Zhao Guiyuan watched from the side, and they were also shocked in their hearts.

Something is wrong!

Before, they judged that the strength of this small catcher in Seven Heroes Town was at most between Niu Wanshan and Niu Wanshan, how could he fight so well?

Bao Xiang was overjoyed when he saw the hunt, and directly abandoned Jiang Long, carrying a blood knife to intercept Yan Ming.

Hello!

A little red sword net pursued in the rear, and in the direction Yan Ming went, the blood knife of the treasure elephant was already waiting, like a beast seeing its prey, drawing layers of blood light.

Seeing the front and back attacks, Yan Ming was already difficult to dodge.

But when he got closer, Yan Ming's trajectory suddenly changed from a straight line to several curved and irregular arcs.

The man is still in the air, but every step is in an extremely tricky position.

The sword net and the bloody knife almost scratched the edge of his body, and it landed in the empty space in a dangerous way.

The scene was quite unexpected.

"What kind of body is this?"

The treasure elephant and a little red brain flashed in kung fu, Yan Ming slashed out again.

With the blessing of the pure yang internal force, the amplified Blood Hell Knife Technique directly cut a furrow on the ground.

It just so happened that Zhao Guiyuan wanted to take this opportunity to solve the problem of Loma, who was restricted by his actions.

But the Golden Silk Big Ring Knife was once again blocked by Yan Ming.

"Your ancestor!"

Zhao Guiyuan couldn't hold back his temper, gave up Loma, and went straight to Yanming.

On both sides of the rear, a little red and a treasure elephant also chased over, forming a bag clamp.

The fight between several people came to a brief standstill.

But Yan Ming has been sandwiched by the three of them in a triangular shape.

"Deal with this troublemaker first!"

Zhao Guiyuan gritted his teeth and said.

"Stinky boy, Grandpa Monk is going to eat you!"

The treasure elephant wiped the bald head, and the bloody knife was horizontal in front of him.

A little red didn't speak, but the long sword trembled slightly, obviously ready to strike.

Below, Jiang Long rushed forward and raised his knife against those strange Black Lotus Blood Servants and slashed them.

But the head of the blood servant flew, and his limbs were still entangled in Loma, and he couldn't break free for a while.

Loma looked up at Yan Ming and urged.

"Hurry, hurry! That little catch can't last for a while! ”

"Kill!"

At the same time, the treasure elephant attacked first, and before the knife arrived, the blood and fishy smell were already rushing to the face!

The sword technique of the treasure elephant is inherited from the ancestor of the blood knife of the Great Snow Mountain, and what is emphasized is a fierce and weird.

It's fast and ruthless, and it's going to be tricky.

At the same time, a little red also bullied up, the sword aura was like a rainbow, drawing out the cold light of the sword path, and instantly enveloped Yan Ming.

It seemed that he had felt the crisis, and the Pure Yang Wuji Gong in Yan Ming's body was running like never before, and a large amount of pure internal force was born.

Yan Ming's eyes flashed.

The three masters surrounded him, the space for maneuvering was limited, and the pressure brought by the offensive was getting bigger and bigger, and it was no longer something that the gods could dodge.

Not to mention, Yan Ming and any of them had a gap in cultivation between two small realms, but the increase in sword skills temporarily smoothed out the gap in the middle.

But on the whole, it is still at an absolute disadvantage, let alone one against three.

Normal play is at most a moment's delay, and it is impossible to win.

Facing the astonishing momentum of the two-phase attack, Yan Ming's eyes flashed fiercely, as if the blood in his heart was stimulated.

Today, he was stepped on his own turf, and if he was defeated, the Seven Heroes Town behind him would be even more troubled!

Yan Ming poured the long knife into the long knife and moved suddenly.

His target turned out to be Zhao Guiyuan, who was still scolding!

The Blood Knife and the Long Sword followed.

Zhao Guiyuan's knife technique has its own characteristics, it is more vigorous and thorough, and when the true qi is blowing, it actually forms a thin layer of protection!

Seeing Yan Ming rushing over, he thought to himself.

"This little catcher is quick to take care of his head, don't you want to die?"

As long as he blocks Yan Ming, the attack of Bao Xiang and a little red can kill him!

Zhao Gui's vitality sank into the dantian, and the golden silk big ring knife was on the defensive when he waved, and the layer of protection condensed on the surface of his body was a little thicker.

collided with Yan Ming in an instant, and the moment the official knife collided with the golden wire ring knife, the confident expression on Zhao Guiyuan's face suddenly froze.

The protection he had condensed from years of internal force actually felt that there were a few loopholes, and then a chill pierced into the surface of his body.

"Ahh

Zhao Guiyuan bowed his head.

found that a few invisible dark energies were like invisible sharp cones, directly breaking through the true qi of the body protection and opening a few holes in his body.

And the knife technique, which has always emphasized the vigorous, suddenly lost momentum at the moment when the protection was broken!

"Ling Cone Dark Strength? No way! ”

Zhao Guiyuan was shocked and quickly retreated.

Of course, he could recognize that this Ling Cone Secret Strength was taught to him by the Black Lotus Sect Holy Envoy, specifically to deal with the large number of horizontal martial arts in the army or the government.

I didn't expect Yan Ming to do the same!

I didn't expect Yan Ming's skills in this martial art to be so profound!

It looks like it's at least the third layer.

Even if Niu Wanshan was captured, he said the exercises, but it was only a few days? Can you practice far better than yourself?

It's not the same as that Black Lotus Sect Holy Envoy!

How is this possible?

Zhao Guiyuan retreated sharply, but Yan Ming was faster.

The person was still moving at high speed, and the Blood Hell Knife Technique was coming like a storm.

Zhao Guiyuan barely resisted, but he was still stabbed a few times.

But at this moment, the residual power of the long sword and the blood knife also hit Yan Ming's back.

Two huge forces seemed to tear at his body, but suddenly his whole body loosened, and an invisible force helped him defuse the attack he was subjected to.

In my mind, the number of times I am immune to foreign damage today is correspondingly reduced.

Yan Ming barely paused, the knife became more and more violent, and the violent force slashed Zhao Guiyuan from the air and smashed it into the ground.

Several of the bandits who rushed over couldn't dodge and were smashed directly below.

"Huh?"

A little red and the treasure elephant was stunned.

What's the situation?

The two teamed up to strike, obviously hit, but why didn't the other party seem to have anything to do with it?

Could it be that he is wearing some legendary body armor?

Or has it reached the realm of the legendary King Kong is not bad?

And Luo Ma had just gotten out of trouble with help, and as soon as he and Jiang Long turned around, they were even more dumbfounded when they saw the scene of Zhao Guiyuan smashing into the ground.